One death begets two or twenty or one hundred. It’s the same all over the world.
BEN SHERWOODOne death begets two or twenty or one hundred. It’s the same all over the world.
BEN SHERWOODThat is the inescapable math of tragedy and the multiplication of grief. Too many good people die a little when they lose someone they love.
BEN SHERWOODA leaf, a star, a song, a laugh. Notice all the little things, because somebody is reaching out to you. Qualcuno ti ama. Somebody loves you.
BEN SHERWOODThere’s a reason for everything, you said, and though it’s a mystery to me now, I know it won’t always be so.
BEN SHERWOODHow many husbands were floating between life and death, clinging to their wives in this world? And how may millions and millions of people were there in the world like Charlie who wouldn’t let go of their loved ones when they’re gone?
BEN SHERWOODHow many boys like him were out there in the ether, holding on to their big brothers and sisters who were still alive?
BEN SHERWOODAnd I was even beginning to think home might be with you.
BEN SHERWOODThere’s no such thing as a lost cause.
BEN SHERWOODIn a critical sense, doing nothing can mean doing something. Inaction can be action and embracing this paradox can save your life.
BEN SHERWOODOn the horizon, he saw the full moon. God dropped it there, he was sure, as a reminder of our small place in the world. A reminder that what is beautiful is fleeting.
BEN SHERWOOD…like the 75 billion souls who lived before him, each and every one a treasure, he, too, will die.
BEN SHERWOODThat’s death and life, you see. We all shine on. You just have to release your hearts, alert your senses, and pay attention.
BEN SHERWOOD